WELL DONE, PASTOR! “SPIRIT OF GOD, DESCEND UPON MY HEART…”
Spirit of the living God, fall afresh on me.
The poem for this week is by the Polish-American poet, Czeslaw Milosv, who was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1980. It is a poem that expresses a universal longing – the desire for God to give us a visible sign when we struggle to believe – “I am only a man: I need visible signs. I tire easily, building the stairway of abstraction.” Even though we may not be building stairways of abstraction right now, many of us are tired. This pandemic and the social distancing that it has necessitated has taken away many of the very things that most help us when life gets us down: social gatherings, in-person worship, and even simple pleasures like going to the gym or going out to eat. This week’s psalm, on the other hand, reminds us that God’s works…
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